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‚Mission Mud‘ by ULTM8 Warrior

Mud

mʌd/

noun

1. soft, sticky matter resulting from the mixing of earth and water.

„ankle deep in mud, we squelched across a meadow“

synonyms: mire, sludge, slush, ooze, silt, clay, gumbo, dirt, soil;

Lime loves running. But running through mud and over obstacles is even better, so The Husband signed her up to another one of ULTM8 Warrior’s Obstacle Course Challenges for Juniors. Her first was back in June; read about it here on Blog7t.

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Well, she got what she came for

This particular OCR (Obstacle Course Race) was part of Mudstock, a ‚family fun weekend‘ that took place from Friday 29th July until Sunday 31st July 2016. Think Fitness meets Woodstock, but without the music (unless someone brings a guitar or speakers). We would have loved to do the whole weekend, but it was all a bit short notice and we don’t own a tent (yet!) so maybe, possibly we sign up for it next year.

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Filler Photo, but also The View

On this lovely sunny morning, we arrived just after 9am when it was still pretty quiet. The Split Screen Coffee Company had their fabulous VW van there, and I got myself a lovely Mocha and 3 pieces of Banana Bread for us to share. Meanwhile, The Husband and Lime checked out the course and its obstacles.

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Isn’t she beautiful? May was born in 1965 in Wolfsburg, Germany and started life as a delivery van for a local bakery

 

Race Start was 10.15am and everybody and their kitchen sink lined up at the start for the 4-6 years wave. Unlike last time where she was almost last, Lime was off like (a) Flash and entered the forest bit in third position, lead by Thor. I had to wait quite some time for her to come back out. The Husband was with her, to take photos and just see her do her running thing, and I wondered whether she got stuck in the mud (yep!) or refused to go in said mud (nope!).

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Can you spot the kitchen sink? Also: show me your wristbands, puny mortals!

A few kids had overtaken her, some crying, some not doing all the obstacles, most with parents clinging to them, but as far as I know she finished as second girl. Not that anybody cared or mentioned it (Last time, they had a podium and the first three boys & girls got a mention and cheer.) Oh well…

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From top left to bottom right

As with all runs, all finishers got a medal. The Husband ran off for a run along the course (if you follow him on Strava, you can check out the course map), while Lime and I fought to the death with the giant Q-Tips (or Pugil Sticks, as they’re called in the professional world). To the DEATH, I tell ya! Good fun, that…

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Mission Mud Accomplished

Afterwards, we took a little walk up the hill to check out the Mudstock village. Sadly, it seemed as if most people had gone home already. Only a few tents were still there and not much of all the other things this event offers. We did get some lovely views of the local countryside, though.

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In the distance and not visible: Gatwick Airport

Back down in the valley, we discovered the shower/wash area and took the opportunity to wash Lime’s muddy shoes, two pairs because we had gone into the forest once more, to see the muddy parts. A few others were also using the big basin to wash (though the water was anything but suitable) and we ended up in a splash war with a boy called Justin and his mum. (Side Note: A Pizza van had turned up at the end, which strikes me as really odd and a wasted opportunity, but what can you do. I don’t book the entertainment)

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Ganging up

And finally we headed back home, listening to the #GermanGP on BBC5 Live, which lost its signal under every bridge, no matter how small.

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Gimme a HULK!

Photos by copy7t (the ones with me in them :p )and me, myself & I

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World Premier of ‚A Divorce Before Marriage‘ – A Film about iLiKETRAiNS

Back in May, my friend Iggy (who lives in Berlin) asked whether I fancied joining him at the above mentioned event. Of course, I said, Yes Please! A chance to get out and do something fun that doesn’t involve the child? Hell yeah! Those moments don’t come around very often, you know?

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London was packed, unsurprisingly so, I might add. Pride In London was in town and the area around Picadilly Circus and Regent’s Street was heaving.

Iggy was LIVE on FB

We sought and found shelter, a good view and lunch in Pizza Hut. I had already eaten so only had a Strawberry Milkshake and a slice of Deep Pan pizza that Iggy was kind enough to share. The view, btw, was fantastic!

Several soda refills and a good chat later it neared 5pm and we went on our merry way to the Picturehouse. In it, we killed the time with a latte and mocha, but the drinks were still hot when we walked upstairs and found the band, filmmakers and guests.

I’m pretty sure Iggy was vibrating with excitement so I just stood back and listened and took photos…and tried not to scald my tongue on the still hot Mocha, which I finished just in time for the film. Let me quote Progress Film to explain what ADbM is about:

In 2006, five-piece rock and roll band I Like Trains were the toast of the music industry. They were signed to a major label and playing sold out tours around the world. They had money, momentum and were fulfilling their dreams. A Divorce Before Marriage picks up the story five years later, where, due to the decline of the music industry and a change in their fortune, the band are now in a very different position, fighting for their lives to exist in a wildly different musical landscape, trying to financially support themselves through dead end jobs and low paid gigs.

Over the course of the next three years, we document each band member as they adjust to their new found lifestyle, moving away from the bright lights and dizzying heights of music stardom and into the real world where careers, family and adulthood are paramount. Self-organised tours and the independent release of their third album serve as a reminder of a life once lived. This is now a band in the middle, steadfast in their determination to succeed in a stagnant music industry.

Capturing the timeless, bittersweet beauty of Yorkshire, A Divorce Before Marriage is a cinematic portrait of five men battling to express themselves against the detritus of everyday life. It isn’t just a film about a band, it represents a struggle which every creative in modern Britain can understand: leading double lives to keep artistic freedom alive. As filmmakers, this was something we could relate to ourselves.

This film was financed through a Kickstarter Campaign:

After nearly two years of shooting, we launched a Kickstarter campaign for the film. With a trailer to show the direction of the film and a significant fan base of the band to appeal to, the campaign was a big success. We smashed through our initial goal of £16,000 to raise over £28,000 in funding. After the campaign was over, we took a step back and looked hard at the film we wanted to make. We ended up shooting for another 18 months, allowing us to tell a three and a half year story.

Opening Screen

If you’ve seen a few Channel4 documentaries, you know the style: wide angles, close ups, haunting music. It’s nothing new, but it’s gorgeous. I could look at stuff like that for hours.
At one point I got a bit worried about Iggy as the film suggested an imminent break-up of the band, but (SPOILER ALERT!) all ended well and on a positive note. He also briefly appeared in it, definitely a highlight!

After Party

The film was followed by a Q&A, which was hosted by former NME Editor Anthony Thornton, who – as he started off explaining – as his last act in office (so to speak) tried to get everyone to notice iLT.

The small After Party was an extension of the pre-party and the wine must have literally flowed, because we only managed to get one glass each. We did end up chatting to some of the band’s family and friends, which was lovely. Of course, we also ventured into #Brexit territory. We all agreed that it sucked.

Iggy, family & friends of the band, me

A beer and Pimm’s later, we crashed (more like perched on the edge of) one of the sofas in the bar and watched the rest of the Croatia vs Portugal match, munching a late dinner of Sweet Potato chips. Yum.

The bar

And then we wandered to Westminster tube station and took the train home.

All in all a fabulous evening. Thanks, Iggy. Have a good flight back to Berlin!

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#RunCityMile

Eine neue Woche bringt mit sich einen neuen Meilenlauf. Heute mal in London City.

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Zur Abwechslung sind wir dieses Mal nicht alleine unterwegs, sondern haben uns mit parkrun Freunden vor Ort verabredet. Unser Hauptquartier (HQ) haben wir einfachshalber gleich bei der Zielinie, vorm Starbucks angelegt. Wir sind alle in verschiedenen Wellen gelaufen, und somit war immer jemand  bei den Taschen.

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Schnell noch im Dunkeln bei Starbucks im Vorraum der nicht-funktionierenden Toilette in die Rennshorts geschlüpft und dann ans Ziel platziert um die Männer anzujubeln, die gingen nämlich zuerst los. Eine Meile dauert ja nicht lange, und 6 Minuten später war das dann auch schon wieder vorbei.

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Als nächstes waren die Damen dran, da aber die erste Familien-Welle sich am Start versammeln musste, haben wir leider den Zieleinlauf verpasst.

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Dann ging es auch endlich für uns los. Der Herr, Lime und ich. Im Gegensatz zur Westminster Mile, bei der ich völlig fertig war am Ende, ging es mir hier heute ganz gut und ich glaube ich hätte noch schneller oder länger laufen können. Aber es ging ja um Lime, also hab ich mich zurück gehalten.

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Wir sind gut durchgekommen, inklusive Zickzack Lauf um die diversen City Fahrradständer usw.. Unsere Zeit belief sich auf 12.16 Minuten, was super ist aber ganz sicher noch besser geht.

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Nach uns gab es noch zwei weitere Familien-Wellen und danach gabs die Rollstühle und die Elite. Wir haben uns alles angeschaut und bejubelt.

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Und dann gings endlich zum Mittag. Leider nicht zum Hare-Krishna Restaurant Govinda in Soho, sondern zum Vegetarischen Inder Sagar im Covent Garden. Wollte ich zwar nicht hin, aber die Masse hatte gesprochen, also musste ich mit. Wenigstens gab es für mich leckeres Mango Lassi. Hmmmmm.

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Vollgegessen hatten alle noch Platz für Veganes Eis von Yorika in Soho (für mich gabs Hot Chocolate Milano von Caffé Nero) und dann sind wir alle zusammen mit dem Zug zurück nach Dartford (ich hatte meine heisse Schokolade plus einen Kaffee für Den Herrn im Bahnhof gekauft und beinah den Zug nicht geschafft.😮 )

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Und jetzt wird Fussball geguggt und auf die Highlights der Formel 1 in Baku gewartet. Gute Nacht!

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Unsere Woche 28.5 – 3.6_Sonntag

Und weiter gehts in unserem Wochenrückblick mit dem Sonntag. Wie schon im letzten Blogbeitrag erwähnt, waren wir in London und deshalb ging es diese Woche mit der Tube nach Highbury zum Junior parkrun. Das Kind scheint in letzter Zeit das Laufen nicht so ernst zu nehmen, und kam diesmal als Letzte ans Ziel. Generell hab ich da persönlich kein Problem mit, auch nicht damit, das sie das alles nicht so ernst nimmt, denn in erster Linie soll Sport Spass machen. Was mich allerdings schon nervt, ist wenn sie nichtmal läuft, sondern bloss rumspringt und langsam geht und dann auch mal nur rumsteht. Aber naja.

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Wir verbrachten danach noch ein paar Minuten auf dem naheliegenden Spielplatz und dann ging es zurück nach Westminster, denn wir hatten noch weitere sportliche Pläne.

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Der Herr hat uns dieses Jahr alle für die Vitality Westminster Mile (engl) angemeldet. Bisher hatten Lime und ich eher die Zuschauerrolle eingenommen. Dieses Jahr haben wir uns in unsere Laufoutfits geworfen und mal teilgenommen. Warum auch nicht?🙂

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Die Westminster Mile ist eine ganztägige Veranstaltung, der am Tag danach generell der Vitality London 10,000 (engl) Lauf folgt. Der Green Park wird an diesen beiden Tagen mit Zelten und Snackwagen und einem Haufen (hihi) Dixie-Klos gefüllt. Es gibt eine Yogazone, eine Wellness Zone, ein grosses Zelt für Kinder mit Gesicht schminken und Basteln und vielem mehr.

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In den letzten beiden Jahren gab es immer eine Bühne mit Live Musik, dem war leider nicht so dieses Jahr. Die Unterhaltung kam über eine Playliste. War trotzdem ok.

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Wie schon zuvor, haben wir uns dieses Jahr wieder der Sweatshop Welle (engl) angeschlossen: Der Herr in Welle A (die schnellen Leute), Lime und ich in Welle C (die langsamen).

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Eine Meile ist ja eigentlich nicht weit, aber 1.6km wenn man gar nicht fit ist und nicht gerne läuft, tun dann schon weh. Glücklicherweise hatte ich ja mein Kind dabei, das mal langsam und mal schnell rannte, so das ich mal gehen und mal laufen konnte. Die Leute haben eh alle nur auf sie geschaut, dank ihres Elfenkostüms.

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Lime hat mich ganz toll angefeuert. Es macht Spass mit ihr zu Laufen (wenn sie denn Lust hat)

Im Ziel hat Der Herr schon auf uns gewartet und wir sind alle zusammen zur Tütenverleihung (die Medallie plus Wasser und andere kleine Snacks gabs in einer schicken Plastiktüte) und weiter zurück zum Sweatshop Zelt, wo unser Mittagessen auf uns wartete. Dort haben wir dann auch wieder die Eltern von Der Herr getroffen, die netterweise auf unsere Jacken usw aufgepasst haben.

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Der Weg zurück nach Hause ging über den Veganen Eisshop Yorica, wo die beiden sich jeweils ein Eis gegönnt haben (ich durfte die Reste essen, die Lime nicht mehr wollte. Angeblich hat es zu sehr nach Kokosnuss geschmeckt. Komisch).

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Den Abend haben wir nach einer kurzen Verschnaufpause und Schick-machen mit (beinah) der ganzen Familie beim Inder in Pimlico verbracht; es wurde Mameeks Geburtstag vorgefeiert. Lecker.

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Alles in allem ein toller Tag, und ich bin mir sicher, das wir nächstes Jahr wieder dabei sind. Selbst wenn ihr nicht mitlauft, ist es ein klasse Tag für die ganze Familie.

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Wie immer können Laufberichte bei Blog7t nachgelesen werden.